The concubine is soft and charming, and the prince is willing to seduce her

Chapter 67 Beauty Peeling Lychees

"Your Highness is innocent. Haven't I already made amends for my mistake?" Nan Zhiyu said this and put her hand on the prince's shoulder.

Her misty glass eyes moved around his body, and her delicate face was like a hibiscus flower slightly dampened by morning dew, captivating.

The juice on the fingertips gathered into drops and slid silently along the texture.

Wei Qingye curled his lips, "You have sharp teeth and a sharp tongue."

The hand holding her slender waist has not been withdrawn, and the feeling of caressing is really satisfying.

"Your Highness, please let me go. I will peel some lychees for you, okay?" Nan Zhiyu felt a little scared and tried to delay time.

Wei Qingye's eyes were deep and his whole body was tense because of the arousal, but he just quietly indulged a smug cat.

"Okay, you have to peel all the lychees on this plate tonight and feed them to me."

After these words were spoken, Nan Zhiyu's glassy eyes lit up, and she thought to herself that if she chatted with His Highness and finished eating this plate of lychees, it would probably take until the hour of Hai.

Little do we know that the devil is one foot high and the Tao is ten feet higher.

The beauty was peeling lychees slowly, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was also peeling Nan Jiaojiao lychees slowly and methodically.

Nan Zhiyu finally peeled out a lychee, but before she could lift her hand up, her wrist was pinched.

The prince stared at her red lips with burning eyes, "Nan Jiaojiao, the lychees I want to eat are not fed to me by hand."

Nan Zhiyu's face was full of shyness. She half-raised her delicate neck and gently bit the fruit flesh with her trembling teeth.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince took away the fruit flesh, but did not let go of the moist and delicate red lips.

Nan Zhiyu was unable to resist the tender and ambiguous invasion. She subconsciously wanted to shrink her neck and retreat, but was firmly trapped in place by the prince.

"Why are you running?" While his lips and teeth were entangled, he whispered these three words with a smile, like leaves falling silently in the bamboo forest following the wind and water, creating ripples on the water.

Nan Zhiyu felt numb all over, and even her toes hidden under her skirt couldn't help but curl up.

"Your Highness, I can't breathe." She begged for mercy in a spineless voice, her breathing already becoming a mess.

Wei Qingye's chin rested on her neck, and his heavy breathing was like waves hitting the shore, constantly washing her neck.

"Nan Jiaojiao, there's still plenty of time, let's eat slowly."

Nan Zhiyu: …

The night was long, and the aroma of fresh lychees filled the entire inner room.

Nan Zhiyu was sweating all over, her eyes were full of charm, her fingertips weakly pulled a strand of black hair, and she whimpered softly, "Your Highness, no more."

Wei Qingye grabbed her drooping wrist and said, "Nan Jiaojiao, you haven't finished eating the lychees yet!"

Nan Zhiyu's eyes widened and she muttered softly, "Your Highness has to attend the morning court tomorrow, so you can eat the remaining lychees later."

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince looked at her cunning appearance as she racked her brains to find an excuse, "Nan Jiaojiao, you owe too much debt, don't you have any self-awareness at all?"

Nan Zhiyu was like the lychee meat swallowed by His Highness, and she had no choice at all.

The candlelight in Jiangyunxuan remained on all night.

The next morning, the faces of the palace maids and eunuchs of Jiangyunxuan were filled with joy. Their mistress was so favored by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, how could they, as servants, not be happy!
Although Nan Yu Nu came with an excuse last night and said she wanted to borrow some lychee shells, fortunately they were smart and guarded the door to prevent her from breaking in.

This borrowed lychee shell, every concubine in the palace has this thing, but why did he choose to bring it at this time? It's really Sima Zhao's intention, and everyone knows it.

When the young lady was favored before, everyone was just watching the fun, betting that the young lady would only be favored by His Highness for a few months before falling out of favor.

Now that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is staying at Jiangyunxuan, let those people in the Eastern Palace who take advantage of others see who is favored by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince more.

Chai Hui had been listening to the noises all night, and the heat on his face had just subsided. He stretched his stiff waist and hurried inside.

"Your Highness, it's time to get up." Behind the bed curtains, the Crown Prince was in his arms, his brows slightly furrowed, he opened his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "I will not go to the morning court today, let someone..."

Before he could finish his words, a hand suddenly stretched out to cover his mouth.

Nan Zhiyu was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes, but when she heard what His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said, all her sleepiness instantly disappeared.

She just wanted the favor of the prince, to gain a foothold in the harem and to be bullied by no one.

If His Royal Highness the Crown Prince really does not attend the morning court today, then wouldn't she become the evil concubine who brought disaster to the country as rumored?

Wei Qingye raised his eyebrows and looked at her. He opened his thin lips and bit her fingers. "What are you doing?"

Nan Zhiyu's glazed eyes wandered around randomly, and she didn't dare to look at the Crown Prince. She hesitantly said, "Your Highness, you should go to the morning court today."

Wei Qingye sneered, "Are you sure I can go to court?"

Nan Zhiyu swallowed guiltily and glanced at the clearly visible tooth marks. "I will try to cover it up for Your Highness. No one will find out."

Chai Hui, who was standing beside the bed, didn't know what the two masters were talking about.

When His Royal Highness the Crown Prince lifted the bed curtain and stood up, Chai Hui saw the mottled marks on His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's neck and could not help but gasp.

He really wanted to close his eyes and faint so that he wouldn't have to face such a ridiculous scene.

But when he met the cold eyes of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, Chai Hui kneeled on the ground reflexively, "Your Highness, spare my life."

No wonder His Royal Highness the Crown Prince doesn’t want to go to court. How can he go out to meet people in this state?
"Get out of here. You should decide for yourself what you shouldn't say." The prince snorted coldly and took a step forward to wipe his hands with cotton cloth.

Chai Hui quickly stood up and said, "I saw nothing and know nothing."

Nan Zhiyu, who was lying on the couch, quickly put on her coat and opened the bed curtain, but before she could get out of bed, she was stopped by the prince.

Chai Hui was so frightened that he dared not breathe, because he saw the prince looking towards him.

Nan Zhiyu grabbed the curtain and dared not move. She looked at His Royal Highness the Crown Prince with confusion in her eyes, "Your Highness, what's wrong?"

Wei Qingye strode towards her and blocked her tightly on the couch, "Why did you get up?"

Nan Zhiyu raised her finger and pointed at his neck, "If I don't get up, how can I help Your Highness cover up the traces?"

Wei Qingye's cool fingertips touched her fair skin, "Nan Jiaojiao, are you going to get up and serve me like this?"

Nan Zhiyu shrank her neck back, rubbed her cheek against the back of His Highness's hand, and said coquettishly, "Your Highness, please help me get the perfume powder on the dressing table. I won't get off the bed, so others can't see me."

Only then did Chai Hui realize what His Highness had just said, and he quickly urged the palace servants to retreat to the outer hall and wait.

Wei Qingye held the small and exquisite lacquer box in his hand and approached Nan Zhiyu, "I will come to settle the score with you after I leave the court."

Nan Zhiyu, with a red face, tried her best to cover up the marks on His Highness' neck. She stopped only when nothing could be seen.

"Your Highness, the cover-up has been completed, please go to court immediately!"

Wei Qingye pinched her little face and threatened: "I will deal with you after I leave the court."

Nan Zhiyu was completely stunned. "Your Highness, would you like to listen to what nonsense you are talking about?"

Is she the kind of person who would wait patiently for debt collectors to come to her door?

I can’t stay in Jiangyunxuan anymore!
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　　Tangtang saw a cute message saying that a lot of words were written about the prince’s bed. Regarding this issue, Tangtang will make a statement in the next chapter, and the word count is limited to 500 words.

(End of this chapter)